Zhao Huining transmigrated with eight carts of dowry.
More precisely, on the fifteenth day of the seventh month in the second year of Jiayou, she was on her way to her wedding when she and her carriage fell onto a 2025 expressway. Her belongings included two hundred gold ingots, eighty Ru porcelain pieces, twenty-seven original works by Su Shi, and four maids who didn’t know how to use a phone.
The traffic police thought she was an influencer filming a short drama. Experts insisted her Ru porcelain was fake. Auction houses refused to accept her calligraphy and paintings, saying they were mere crafts.
She didn’t argue.
Three months later, the Su Shi original they had rejected sold for 230 million at auction in Hong Kong.
A year later, the Song-inspired aesthetics brand she owned was valued at four billion.
Three years later, she lived in a Suzhou garden she had built herself, drove a Rolls-Royce, drank Romanée-Conti from a Jian ware tea cup, and all four of her maids were worth over a hundred million each.
Five men pursued her in turn: an auctioneer, a lawyer, a director, a top-tier star, and a domineering CEO. She chose a cardiac surgeon because he was quiet.
A reporter asked what it felt like to go from a princess to a tycoon.
She said, “In the Song dynasty, my life belonged to the emperor. Here, I belong to myself.”
This kind of cool article about reverse time travel is really cool, haha. Logical, reasonable and a great book!!
Quite funny, a good book with a reasonable plot and not too much nonsense! The princess is having fun in modern times 😂